The Caller 06 - a new number - Sex Stories

The Caller 06 - a new number

... define what she would be? But wasn't there freedom in that, too? Freedom to do things each of us otherwise would not be comfortable doing? Like Missy's orders gave me the freedom to act out my deepest, darkest desires without feeling guilty for them. Like maybe Missy felt free to make me do those things since she wasn't the one doing them, after all? Kaylee looked at me, her bra in her hand, waiting. "Panties?" I said, raising my eyebrows. She blushed red from shame, but obeyed, pushing her pants down as good as she could on the car seat, stripping off her light blue thong. Her pussy looked naked, all shaved and tight, just as I remembered it. Quickly, she pulled the pants back up. "Number three," I began again, "you are to do as you're ordered. No questions, no delays, no refusal." "Yes Miss," she said, sounding strangely relieved. "Number four," I continued, starting to drive again, the words coming suddenly all by themselves. "No holding back. We are women, we have no shame before one another." Kaylee nodded, repeating herself once more: "Yes Miss." "Masturbate, then," I said suddenly, feeling goosebumps on my skin and my nipples harden under my blouse. Where did that come from, I wondered. Why did all of this make me so aroused? Kaylee swallowed hard, but didn't reply. Instead, her left hand slid inside her pants, between her legs and she closed her eyes, moaning softly in the ...

... seat next to me. "Number five," I said, interrupted by her gasps. "Number five; wherever we are, whoever we are, as a sisterhood, we will always be there for one another." The girl moaned louder, her other hand running inside her jacket, caressing her breast. I had to stop at an intersection and a SUV pulled up on her side, with a young woman driving it. "Pull down your pants," I told Kaylee. "Make sure she can see what you're doing." Kaylee stared wide-eyed at me, then at the other driver who didn't seem to notice us. Slowly, she pushed her pants down, just barely enough to leave her crotch exposed. Her hand moved back between her legs, where she was trying to rub herself while covering her slit with her palm at the same time. I slapped her wrist. "No shame, remember?" I said. She nodded slowly, looking at me as she rubbed harder on her clit, no longer trying to hide anything. Her two fingers slipped in between her labia, rubbing harder and faster, she had her shirt pulled up to show her tits as she played with her nipples. I looked up, and met the eyes of the other driver, staring at us. I smiled, while Kaylee gasped and moaned, suddenly bucking up against the seatbelt, holding her breath for a moment, then releasing it slowly while I heard something quietly prattle between her legs. "N-no shame," she gasped, almost inaudibly, as her pussy trickled down onto the floor of my car.